I have the power and the power is all mine...

OMG! I have the power to EDIT and DELETE all of your 33 post Vien! I am humbled and honoured that you have entrusted your entire blog to my two destructive middle fingers (that's what I use to type btw). I've been skipping around all day, so energized and inspired! My words alone can not describe the joy of making it to the other side of the fence, and damn but it is so true what they say....the Grass IS greener on the other side!!!

Words of warning to any readers tonight. It is not your usual reading material brought to you every night by the airy fairy, rainbow dancing reluctant mother of 4 (Zane included), nor will there be any more mentioning of circuits and voltages! Tonight is strictly alot of ranting and raving about whatever I feel like, coz Vien gave ME the power and I'm gonna use and abuse! (meant to cackle like a witch right now, but I'm saving my breath to write this blog!) She might not invite me ever to guestblog again, so this might be my first and last people. Read on if you care.

First of all, let me just say that everything I'm writing is off the top of my head, so it's all entirely relied on first come first serve and not creativity. Can you believe it, I just got interrupted by man asking me to do the wifeley duties of bringing him a cup of tea! There was a few second delay in typing as I had to pause and take my dainty fingers off the keyboard, because they were both in need to be aimed at man. How you (Vien) manage to write anything at all with a man and many children is beyond me.

I just realised that Vien has the power to delete my post as well, so.......I'm just gonna pretend she doesn't and continue on with my ranting. My head is a mess and I need to reorganise.

Right now I feel like one of those balloons that Vien carries in her nice fancy quilted bag. Deflated, wrinkly and just waiting to be blown up. I'm trying to concentrate hard with the distracting sound of angry birds chirping in the background and the tv on loud. Yeah, child rearing was never one of my talent and it wont be a skill I will pick up any time soon. So for now, my three years old is wide awake slinging innocent creepy little birds at green grunting pigs. By the way, he is much clever at the game than me. The last time I asked if he needed help, he gave me a dirty look coz I suck at it.

This is all very random I know, but tonight I have the power and the power is all mine till the crazy happy yelling lady take it all away. She challenged me to make use of my wasted talents and stop being a lady of leisure, because apparently trees don't grow if you keep staring at them from the comfort of your cane chair. Though I have heard that Talking to them actually encourages growth. Might try that tomorrow.

I so love my cane chair. It's been mentioned so often now that I think it needs a blog on its own. I think secretly Vien envies my cane chair. It gets to laze back on my balcony that faces the tree lined narrow street, silently observing school buses and cars breezing through 50k/ph in a 25k/ph zone. The rustle of old autumn leaves blown away gently by the wind to make way for spring new luscious green. The cherry blossoms competing with the Bonsai Magnolia for attention. Best of the best, it has my ass on it to keep it warm and cosy.

You know Vien, you should bring your kids around my place sometime soon. I am in the middle of renovating. Between your high on hellium midgets and my sugar high dwarf, I'm sure they can demolish a few walls easily enough. Saves me from hiring professionals. I promise they can put on tutus and wings and mingle with the fairies in my bonsai garden afterwards! I see Tivi and Kyra wrapped up in tulle and fairy wings, fluttering around in my cottage garden of blue bells and dragon snaps. Why are we not raking in money already exposing these beatiful creatures to the modelling world of fairies, instead of focusing on my wasted talents? Child labour is cheap, but the profit is oh so generously high. I hear managers get a fair cut.........88% and it's a deal!

I'm in need of my beauty sleep and after writing this blog, I need to regrow some brain celIs. I feel a little like a blown up balloon now. Floaty, puffy and airy.....and blue.

I would like to end this by saying a big THANK YOU to Vien who allowed me to defile her blog with my random ravings. It certainly cleared my mind about where my talent lies. It is a blog dedicated to gratitude, so to stay with tradition, today I am grateful for a moment of sanity and inspired dedicated will to blab on about my scattered thoughts that I gather from sitting on my bloody cane chair all day long. Thank You to those who made it to this very last line.

-From the comfort of my bed-